[Stories from University]

(I)
My family's male dog, Lao Chao (named for his enormous testicles), stared at me through the window, then,
quite puzzled, hissed twice, and waddled away, clutching his disproportionately large penis.
I remained perched on the windowsill, gazing outside. Actually, I wasn't seeing anything; I wasn't even thinking,
feeling no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness—just like a walking corpse.
Just yesterday at this time, I finished my last exam, sweating profusely as I left the county high school exam hall and
traveled thirty li (approximately 15 kilometers) home. It was already pitch black, and since then, I've been sitting here without eating or drinking until now
.
It wasn't that I did poorly on the exam. As I walked out of the exam hall, I knew I would definitely pass.
What tormented me was the ease with which I passed. That was because I was a poor child:
I was born into an extremely poor family in a mountainous area. When I was very young, my father went to the far northwest and disappeared
without a trace. My mother supported the family, and fortunately, she was skilled at growing medicinal herbs. I was also a very
promising child, which allowed the family to barely survive. I even managed to attend high school, but I knew my
family couldn't afford to send me to university, as my younger brother was still in vocational school. To escape rural life, I had to find a way myself
.
From a young age, I was a very independent person. When I graduated from elementary school, I faced the risk of dropping out. My mother
insisted that I stay home to look after my brother. Having just lost her husband, she was so unreasonable. I didn't argue with her
; I went straight to my homeroom teacher and cried. She hugged me and comforted me. I blushed and wept
in her arms.
Before long, my homeroom teacher, unable to control herself, raped me. I half-heartedly endured it. Afterwards, I collapsed
onto her breasts and cried, arousing her strong maternal instincts. She personally intervened and finally persuaded my mother.
After that, whenever I came home for vacation, she would come and take me to her house for a few days. Outsiders assumed it was a
good teacher-student relationship; no one knew we were doing such sordid things. This physical relationship continued intermittently until I entered high school.
After I entered the county high school with the highest score in the entire township, I could afford most of my expenses,
thanks to my homeroom teacher's support and the money I earned from part-time jobs during holidays.
High school life was incredibly difficult, but I persevered. I secretly vowed to escape rural life and
achieve great things in the future.
However, when it came time to take the college entrance exam, my mother reacted violently. She grabbed my younger brother and said to me, "You
have to think about your brother too. Your studies should end here."
I gritted my teeth, ignoring my family, and took the college entrance exam alone.
When I finished my exam and rushed home in the pitch-black night, my mother opened the door, glanced at me, and scolded, "
What are you doing back here! If you've grown wings, go fly away!"
I silently stepped into the house and went to my room.
My younger brother wasn't there; he'd probably gone to a classmate's house in the village.
My mother said a few words and went back to her room to sleep. I sat on the kang (heated brick bed), my thoughts churning. My mother was a pitiful person, but also
a very fierce one, which was why no one had dared to mess with her for so many years. At first, I felt pity for her, then I gradually
grew annoyed with her, and now I probably only felt hatred.
I leaned against the windowsill, lost in thought.
I was startled awake by my mother, who stood at my doorway with a bowl of rice, looking at me in surprise. It
dawned on me: I hadn't eaten all day.
Suddenly, I had a moment of profound realization. I smiled at my mother, then quickly tidied myself up, slung
my schoolbag over my shoulder, and headed for the door.
My mother trembled with anger. She grabbed a small bottle and threw it at me. I dodged it, glared at her angrily,
and continued walking out. My mother stared blankly as I left. Suddenly, she ran up and grabbed my schoolbag,
screaming, "Where are you going!"
I turned to my mother and said firmly, "I'm going to strive!"
My mother said in fear, "Are you crazy! I meant no harm. Can't you not study?"
Suddenly, I felt a surge of agitation. I suppressed my turmoil and snatched the schoolbag away. My mother hugged my arm and cried
, "You're leaving home too? What did I do wrong?"
My mind suddenly exploded. I threw off the schoolbag, picked up my mother, and carried her into the house.
My mother cried out in horror, "What are you doing!" I ignored her. I threw my mother onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and roughly
stripped her clothes off. My mother punched and kicked me in resistance, which made it easier for me to do as I pleased. My mother was stripped down to only her bra
and underwear, cowering in the corner of the kang, watching me in fear.
I quickly stripped off my clothes, jumped onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and pulled my mother down. She closed her eyes, unable to look at my
naked body; she turned her head away, cursing me incessantly.
I spread her out on the bed, scratched her labia a few times, finding them wet, then
lifted her buttocks, positioned myself at the right angle, and thrust my penis inside! My mother screamed, tears streaming down her face, then fell
silent.
I lifted her thighs and began frantically thrusting, and just before ejaculating, I pounced on her
, kneading her breasts and increasing the frequency of my movements.
My mother, sensing my actions, cried out, "No!" My ejaculation was released, and I ejaculated wildly inside her
.
After resting and wiping myself clean, I dressed, picked up my schoolbag, and left the room. I couldn't stay in this
house any longer.
Just as I was about to open the courtyard gate, I heard a noise inside the house. I turned around and saw my mother, wearing only an overcoat and naked,
staggering from my room into the kitchen. I thought to myself, "Oh no!" and followed her inside.
My mother was holding a bottle of pesticide, about to drink it. I snatched the pesticide from her and glared at her. My mother pointed at me, sobbing uncontrollably,
and said, "You're a beast!"
I shouted, "The three of us should all die!"
My mother thought of my younger brother and sat down on the ground, wailing loudly. I suppressed my animalistic urges and turned away.
I arrived at the county high school, ran into the messy dormitory, packed my belongings, and then moved to the school gatehouse
to stay overnight. The gatekeeper, who was familiar with me, nodded in agreement and even agreed to let me work as a partner.
During the day, I searched for work all over the county, and at night I chatted with the gatekeeper. Days passed, and the day the results were announced
was fast approaching.
That day, I was about to leave when I saw the head of the teaching department riding his bicycle towards me. As soon as he saw me, he started
shouting incoherently. It took me a while to understand: the college entrance exam results were out, and I was first in the entire region and third in the entire province. The city education
commission's car had rushed to my house early that morning to deliver the good news. Without a word, the head of the department pulled me into the car and drove home. I felt a mix
of joy and worry, unsure how to face my mother.
When we arrived at my door, it was already packed with people. I was ushered into the house, and for the next hour or so,
my mind was a complete blank. In the end, the head of the department left three thousand yuan and left.
My mother kindly dismissed the neighbors filling the courtyard and sent my younger brother away. Then, after looking at me for a while, she gently said,
"Sit down for a moment."
I sat down awkwardly, looking at my mother with confusion. Suddenly, she pulled a carrying pole from behind the door. I knew I was
in trouble, so I quickly covered my head with my arms and slumped onto the table. The carrying pole rained down on me. I gritted my teeth and groaned,
refusing to beg for mercy. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, my mother dropped the carrying pole. I breathed a sigh of relief and fainted.
When I woke up, it was already dark. I lay on the kang (heated brick bed), my body burning hot. I reached out and touched myself, finding my younger brother
gone. My mother sat on the corner of the kang, seemingly asleep. I tried to turn over, but my arms and legs were too weak, so I fell back onto the bed.
My mother woke up and moved to my side, her face streaked with tears. She said, "You...you beast,
how could you face our ancestors?"
I was speechless and turned my head away. My mother grabbed my hand relentlessly, shouting, "Say something!" Then
, she pressed her face against my hand and sobbed.
I looked at my mother quietly for a while, feeling a surge of heat throughout my body
. In a moment of impulse, I reached out and began to unbutton my mother's undershirt.
My mother covered her face and cried, but she didn't stop me. My hand gently caressed my mother's breasts. Her breasts
were still so firm, and I could feel the throbbing of her body from her stiff nipples and areolas. Suddenly, my mother grabbed my hand,
pressed it against her cheek, rubbed it a couple of times, and kissed it. Then she pressed my hand to her breast, her teary eyes
looking at me as she murmured, "Mommy, this isn't good..."
I gritted my teeth, turned to the side, and slipped my other hand inside her panties. There, her vagina was already overflowing. I inserted my index finger
into her vagina and started probing.
My mother closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out seductive moans, passionately guiding my hand across her breasts and lower abdomen
. I gradually forgot my pain, watching my mother become increasingly aroused, my desire erupting like a flood. I could no longer
restrain myself, clumsily pushing my mother down onto the bed and struggling to climb on top of her.
My mother mumbled incoherently, "No..." but cooperated with me as we removed our clothes, then
gripped me tightly with her arms and legs, squeezing my penis with her lower abdomen.
I immediately entered my mother's body, kissing her again. My mother hugged my buttocks tightly, and we rubbed against each other on the bed
.
The excruciating pain fueled my lust, and I roughly plowed into my mother's barren virginity, which had been neglected for so many years
. Finally, my mother let out a loud cry that drove me wild. I examined the condition of her vagina, and at
the moment she was about to climax, I ejaculated my thick semen into her womb.
Even after climaxing, my mother wouldn't let go of me, her legs tightly clamping one of mine, rubbing her labia against me, and
kissing my neck and face passionately. I wasn't satisfied either; one hand continued to tease my mother's nipples, while the other hand probed
her anus. My mother mumbled again, "I want..."
I attacked my mother's virginity once more, this time entwining with her for a long while before she finally went limp,
muttering, "Mom was too rough, Mom loves you so much..."
I was still panting on my mother's body when I heard these words, and once again, I rose up and attacked her body.
My mother had no strength left. She placed her hands on my shoulders, her legs spread wide, letting me thrust into her. I
couldn't ejaculate, so I could only use my stiff penis to tear at her genitals. When I felt utterly exhausted, my mother also
fainted.
Then the pain began to torment me. I groaned as I got up and sat on the edge of the bed to cool off. My mother came to
her senses and let out a suppressed wail behind me.
I turned around and saw my mother curled up in a ball, only her white buttocks, her plump back, and a
breast deformed from being squeezed open were visible to me. I reached out and grasped her breast, gently pinching her limp
nipple with my fingers. My mother was unmoved and cried even more bitterly.
Feeling bored, I gave up on teasing her, then got dressed and got out of bed. I glanced at my mother longingly
; she was still crying. I turned and walked out of the house. Old Chao called out to me a few times, and then my mother inside suddenly
burst into a piercing, blood-curdling cry.
Fortunately, there were few houses nearby, and no one paid attention to the young woman's cries in the quiet night. I thought my mother was using her cries
to repent to God and hope to keep me. But how could I stay? At dawn, I rushed back to the county town.
As the top scorer in the college entrance examination, I had the right to change my application and choose my school. I chose a teachers' college
. The school's admissions officer personally found me and was very satisfied with me. After learning about my family situation, I
received a scholarship from an education fund and a school grant. I finally didn't have to worry about money anymore.
I still lived in the school gatehouse, and people kept coming to see me. Some even came to find a son-in-law, which made
me both laugh and cry.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for junior and senior high school to start.
My younger brother came to the county town and, after much trouble, found out where I was staying.
Seeing my brother, who had rushed over, I felt guilty. He brought me shoes,
clothes, and the three thousand yuan my mother had made for me. I didn't need these things, so I told him to take them back. Finally, my brother
asked me, puzzled, "Brother, why did Mom hit you?"
I was taken aback. He continued, "Mom has been crying a lot lately, saying she shouldn't have hit you, and told you to visit
her before you leave..."
I ignored his questioning gaze and fell silent. My brother quietly left, and I felt a
weight on my heart.
The day I had to leave home was fast approaching. I used my savings to buy some decent clothes and household
items, and finally bought a train ticket, preparing to embark on my new life.
Then, my homeroom teacher found me. With a stern expression, she led me to a secluded spot in the suburbs. And I...
She remained silent, back to back, when suddenly she asked me firmly, "What did you do to your mother?"
I didn't answer. She raised her hand and slapped me, spitting, "Do you have any conscience? Doing
such a thing to your own mother!" Then her eyes reddened, and she began to lament, "It's my sin! I can't face teaching anymore
. How could I have raised such a little devil? I deserve divine punishment..."
I couldn't bear it and hugged her. She threw herself into my arms and cried bitterly, letting her true feelings out. I gently unbuttoned her
clothes, pushed her down into the grass, and then pressed myself against her, letting her undress me.
She gasped and said, "I can't bear to part with you, my little devil. Your mother is so pitiful; she's aged several years in the past few days
... Ahh... Ahh..."
I thrust hard and quickly brought her to ecstasy.
My homeroom teacher stayed in the county town with me until the day I left. On my last night, she held me tightly and kept asking for more.
As dawn approached, she cried again, choking back tears as she said, "Don't forget me. If you want me, come find me. Don't
go and ruin your mother's life..."
That's how I ended my middle school years and began my university life.
(II)
After changing buses several times, I arrived at the sacred place in my heart.
The school had a bus to pick up new students, and I arrived at the school smoothly.
I was overwhelmed by the school's grandeur and immediately fell in love with it.
After queuing up to register and receiving my bedding and mattress, I sneaked into my new dormitory. Seven new friends were waiting for
me. After we settled in, we chatted about everything under the sun. University felt so good!
In the afternoon, a notice was posted on the blackboard, telling us to gather in the auditorium for the entrance ceremony. In the chaotic auditorium
, the dean of students announced the school rules and regulations as well as the class assignments. We gathered together by class to wait for
our class counselors to give their instructions.
A graceful middle-aged woman approached us. Just as we mistook her for our counselor, she cheerfully
introduced herself: "My name is Xu Wanlin, and I'm the Dean of Academic Affairs for your department. Your class counselor is Tian
Song, but he's currently studying out of town, so I'll be temporarily acting as his counselor. I hope we can
get along well during this time. Okay, everyone, please introduce yourselves!"
The teachers' college was clearly dominated by girls, and the majority of girls in our class immediately started chattering excitedly
.
Director Xu smiled and asked everyone to quiet down. Suddenly, she unexpectedly asked, "Who is Yu Gengsheng?"
I was taken aback and stammered for a moment. Countless pairs of fiery eyes were cast upon me. Director Xu carefully examined
me, then teased, "What a handsome young man! You're the only top scorer this year. My
husband has been praising you to the skies. Come on, introduce yourself to everyone."
It turned out that the admissions officer was her husband. I blankly introduced myself. Director Xu, seemingly unsatisfied, instructed
me, "Come with me after we're dismissed."
I was a little confused, but didn't say anything. Everyone followed suit with their self-introductions.
I noticed that the girls in the class were all showing off, and I was somewhat disapproving, thinking: Living in
a class like this probably wouldn't be very pleasant.
After the meeting, I followed Director Xu towards the administration building. Looking at the flamboyant director walking ahead of me, I couldn't help but
have some fantasies.
She took me to process the scholarship and financial aid procedures, then showed me around the school's various
facilities, and then led me to her office.
As soon as I entered the room, she turned me around, looked me over carefully, and sighed, "Indeed, a handsome young man!" Then, in a rather ambiguous
manner, she patted my head and said, "Please sit down!"
I thought to myself, "The women who pat my head are all my subjects, could it be..."
Then I heard Director Xu say to me in a gentle voice, "...The school values you highly and plans to have you
speak at the opening ceremony as a representative of the new students. You need to go back and prepare well. You will first serve as the class monitor of this class, and you need to get to know each classmate as soon as possible.
If you have any difficulties in your work or life, feel free to come to me... Understand?"
I nodded crisply, got up, and left the office. I vaguely heard Director Xu say behind me,
"Quite the idea..."
That evening, Director Xu came to inspect the dormitories. She chatted with us for a while, then took me to see each dormitory
, introducing me as the class monitor.
When we entered the girls' dormitory, Director Xu turned around and said to me inexplicably, "You won't have the chance to go in again
."
I pondered the meaning behind those words.
As I passed by, girls screamed exaggeratedly, their screams echoing in front of and behind me. I
followed Director Xu, my face expressionless and eyes fixed straight ahead, into one of the girls' dormitories. The girls quickly
surrounded us inside. Director Xu chatted with them, while girls dressed in revealing outfits deliberately swayed in front of me
. I maintained a smile that appealed to all ages, pretending to be oblivious.
After a while, the girls gradually turned their attention to me, while Director Xu watched me with a chuckle.
One self-satisfied girl asked sweetly, "What kind of person do you like?"
I replied with a half-smile, "A master chef!" Then, I stared blankly at the girls laughing and hugging each other
. Actually, all I could see was Director Xu sitting on a small stool, laughing uncontrollably… her lower body
was exposed, and she didn't even realize it.
When we left, the girls from our class and other classes gathered at the dormitory entrance, said goodbye, and then burst into laughter
, drawing boos from the boys' dormitory.
Director Xu suppressed a laugh, patted my head again, and joked, "You're quite the ladies' man." In the darkness,
I gave a wicked smile. Director Xu looked at me with amusement, waved his hand, and said, "Go back now!" I acknowledged and left
.
At the opening ceremony, I represented the new students, stammering out four sentences.
The principal, whom I rarely saw, shook his head in disapproval, while the new and old students below burst into laughter.
After I stepped down from the stage and stood in my class's line, Director Xu walked up to me, both amused and exasperated, and questioned me, "Is
this how you prepared?"
I stared into Director Xu's eyes with a half-smile, saying nothing. Director Xu blushed slightly, then looked serious...
He said to me, "You must understand that you are now a university student, and you need to behave in a way that is appropriate for your current status
."
I felt like I'd been hit on the head, my mind went blank.
After the ceremony, the freshmen were left behind, and the school's Party Secretary announced that the freshmen would begin a month-long
military training, immediately stirring everyone's emotions. Then, the Secretary announced the accompanying teachers and student
leaders. I was to be the class monitor of a new class made up of two classes from my department and one class from another department. I had no
desire for official positions, so I felt somewhat reluctant to accept this appointment.
After the meeting, Director Xu stopped me and said, "You were supposed to be the captain of the student team, but you ruined it yourself
!"
I could only smile bitterly.
I became known in school for this. On the way to meals, girls would point and whisper about me; at the dinner table
, my roommate told me that several girls had asked him about me. We all found it hilarious and laughed
.
Just then, a girl with a ponytail came over with a bowl of food and sat down at our table. She looked at
me carefully, then buried her head in her food. We stared at this bold girl, somewhat taken aback, and lost our enthusiasm for teasing her.
We quickly finished our food and returned to our dormitory.
The next day, we tidied up our belongings; the day after that, we would be taken to the mountains as a group.
In the evening, Director Xu's husband came to my dormitory. I was overjoyed to see this mentor.
He invited me to his home and treated me to a meal.
As soon as I entered, I saw Director Xu carrying a spatula and wearing an apron, running out of the kitchen
. He gave me a blank look, then ran back into the kitchen.
Inside, there was a cute little girl doing her homework; she must be their daughter.
After the adults introduced us, the little girl shook her head and looked at me curiously. I smiled naturally, and the little girl, seeing
me smile, happily called out "Hello, brother!" before going back to her work.
I chatted with Director Xu's husband for a while, then heard Director Xu call out that dinner was ready.
The four of us sat down around the table to eat. Director Xu hadn't spoken to me since the meal started. She and her daughter
played around across the table, winking and making faces, completely ignoring me. Her husband and I exchanged questions, gradually getting to the point about my
time at the school. He'd gone out to recruit students again and didn't know anything about my situation. Just
as I was about to answer, Director Xu suddenly interrupted; it turned out she'd been listening the whole time. Director Xu
embellished my embarrassing moments in the girls' dormitory and at the opening ceremony, telling her husband about them. When she mentioned the old principal shaking his head and sighing
, her whole family laughed uproariously.
Then Director Xu became the main character at the table, laughing and scolding me, still resentful that I couldn't become
the head of the student council. I could only manage a bitter smile.
Finally, her husband comforted us both and taught me to strive for my future and not let my mother down
…
Mother! Only at that moment did I think of my mother, of that naked woman curled up helplessly in the corner of the kang (heated brick bed)
, crying. My penis twitched twice. I had to quickly give my mailing address to my homeroom teacher.
When I came to my senses, I found Director Xu and her family looking at me with concern, the atmosphere a little awkward. I politely
said goodbye, but Director Xu ignored me again, turning her back to me and busying herself with clearing the table. Her husband saw me to the stairwell
, offering a few more words of advice before returning home.
I wandered back to my dormitory, feeling a little sad, thinking about my mother, my homeroom teacher, and Director Xu, wondering
where my feelings would lead.
I was dragged out of bed at 6:30. Half-asleep, I glanced around and almost wet my pants.
There were over a dozen people in military uniforms standing in the dormitory; upon closer inspection, they were all freshmen, with a few girls.
Someone whispered in my ear in a hoarse voice, "The class monitor is having a meeting!" I realized what was happening and couldn't help but feel grateful that I
didn't have the habit of sleeping naked.
Under everyone's gaze, I got dressed and then we went to the campus together.
More than twenty military vehicles were already parked on campus, and a teacher tossed me a set of military uniforms. I looked around for the leader
, and a woman behind me spoke up: "Hello everyone! My name is Ma Ting, I'm the head of the military training team,
from a certain class. Class leaders, assemble your classmates at 7:30 to collect your uniforms from a certain classroom, and arrive at 7:50..."
Ha! It was that girl who ran to my table to eat, and she was in my class too! What the hell!
After giving her instructions, Ma Ting turned around and saw me standing there dumbfounded. She smiled and said, "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"
I cursed inwardly as I ran upstairs, waking everyone I could.
Everyone frantically got up, packed their things, rushed out to grab the water dispenser, ran downstairs to grab their uniforms, and then rushed
to the canteen... Finally, I led about thirty people, the first to finish, and ran to the military vehicle.
A young teacher, looking at our disheveled appearance, laughed and said, "You're really something!"
An officer standing beside the military vehicle looked at us and said in a soldier's tone, "Attention! From this moment on,
you are soldiers. Get on the bus!"
We filed onto the first military vehicle, putting down our luggage and catching our breath. After a while, each class ran over
and boarded the bus one after another. Finally, a few girls, their faces still disheveled, ran over. When they saw me standing there
, looking dashing, their eyes met and they rushed towards my bus.
I waved my hand and shouted, "Close and lock the doors!" The boys in the back stood up and thwarted their attempt.
The girls stood below the bus, hands on their hips, glaring at me. Everyone laughed, and the instructors laughed and chased them away.
I chuckled a few times and said to the guys on the bus, both those I knew and those I didn't, "I love you guys to death
!" Instantly, socks and tissues flew everywhere on the bus...
Our military training began.
(To be continued)

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